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Thaus was approaching. In its eyes, the human seemed to have given up resisting. Whether it was because of excessive blood loss or because of its attack, it didn't matter.
The important thing was that victory was close at hand.
Thaus sped up its pace in enjoyment.
Looking at the approaching figure of the Four-Armed Ox Demon, Laing carefully calculated Thaus' steps and gathered the last bit of strength.
The thick hooves of the ox stepped on the ice, leaving cracks wherever it passed.
Close, the huge shadow gradually approached. The sun was also covered by its shadow. Laing's body was gradually covered by the shadow.
Five meters, four meters, three meters.
When the Four-Armed Ox Demon was about two meters away from Laing, Laing finally moved.
The White Wolf Knight's right fist smashed into the ice river below him. Dense cracks began to spread from Laing's body. Then, Laing gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and rolled away.
A large number of cracks finally connected to the cracks under Thaus' feet.
The fragile ice river could no longer withstand the heavy footsteps of the Four-Armed Ox Demon. Thaus was about to raise his axe when he felt that there was nothing under his feet. Half of his body suddenly sank into the ice river. The bone-piercing cold and the sense of weightlessness made his body temporarily stiff.
Now is the time! Laing's right wrist flashed with the light of the Psionic Blade again. The White Wolf Knight rushed forward and two rays of light crossed each other.
"Ahhhhh!" The Four-Armed Ox Demon's two bone-bladed arms were directly cut off by Laing's Psionic Blade. Thaus, who had lost his new arms, could not help but fall into madness. The remaining arm swung the axe wildly. Laing immediately dodged and quickly fled in a direction.
"Smart way." In the void, a slim figure nodded slightly. She had dazzling golden hair that reached her waist and an almost perfect tall figure. However, her face was hidden in a thin mist and could not be seen clearly. Seeing Laing choose to retreat after severely injuring the Four-Armed Ox Demon, the woman's eyes flashed.
"Stupid!!!" On the contrary, Yurik let out a shocked roar. He was very disappointed as he scolded, "This kid really disappoints me! As a White Wolf Knight, he should fight to the death! "
"He hasn't given up, Yorick!"
"What?"
Laing held his right shoulder and limped to the carriage that was abandoned by the caravan. He lifted the canvas and inside were two sealed barrels of alchemical fire oil. The White Wolf Knight nodded and lifted one of the barrels.
At the same time, the Four-Armed Ox Fiend finally crawled out of the riverbed. It raised its head and saw a large wooden bucket flying towards it. Thaus roared and smashed the wooden bucket. "Do you think you can defeat me like this? Human … what is this? "
The wooden barrel was easily shattered, but the black, viscous liquid stored in it splashed all over him.
"It's over!" Laing grabbed the torch left by the caravan. With a flick of his right hand, the torch was ignited in his hand. After a short run-up, he threw the burning torch from his left hand. The torch spun in the cold air and the red flame on it came into contact with the black liquid on Thaus' body.
What is this? What is this human doing?
This was the last thought in Thaus' mind.
* Boom!!!! *
An earth-shattering sound came from the peak of Skarvil Mountain. A huge wave of air reverberated in the valley. The coniferous forest swayed back and forth, and countless snow fell to the ground. The terrible explosion left charred marks in a radius of more than ten meters. Laing had no choice but to cover his eyes and nose with his hands due to the smoke and dust that rose into the air.
About ten seconds later, the smoke and dust slowly dissipated.
The body of the four-armed bull at the center of the explosion was charred black. Its last remaining left arm was blown off in the explosion. Its rock-hard skin was completely destroyed in the explosion, exposing the white bones everywhere. Its abdomen was blown open, and its internal organs were spilling out. Half of its face was destroyed in the explosion, and some of its teeth were exposed. The scene was extremely horrifying.
But even so, Thaus was still alive. It struggled to move towards Laing, and there was even a smile on its face.
It was a crazy smile, a smile of bloodthirst, and a smile of resentment.
"Human … you are strong, you are really strong … Ahhhhh!" Thaus said with resentment. "Maybe you can defeat me today … One day, I will return from the subspace. When that time comes, I will use my teeth to peel off every inch of your flesh from your bones. I will put your brain in my mouth and chew it. I will let you taste the true pain!"
"I curse you … your injuries will heal, but your pain will not. The wound I left on your shoulder … will accompany you for the rest of your life! You will be tortured by it forever. "Thaus' remaining bull eye emitted a blood-red light and pointed at Laing.
"Oh? Is that so? I don't think you have the chance! " Laing's body was on the verge of collapse, but his strong will eventually overcome the physical pain. The White Wolf Knight rushed in front of Thaus.
"In the name of Dorne!" Laing poured all the remaining psionic energy in his body into his left hand. The light blue psionic energy gathered together and gradually burst out with the light of gold and silver.
The White Wolf Knight's body turned slightly to the left, and then quickly twisted his upper body. His left foot stomped hard on the ground, and his left fist followed suit. His left fist went down, forward, and up.
The fist hit Thaus' chin right in the middle.
The Four-Armed Bull Demon's nearly four meters tall body was sent flying into the air by this punch. Its lower jaw was deformed, and all its teeth were shattered. Blood spurted out from its lower jaw.
Thaus' soul left its body with an evil smile. It was not dead, and it was about to return to the subspace. "This is your last victory, human!"
"Oh, do you think you can run away?" The White Wolf Knight's mouth curled up.
A strong psionic light shone on the mountain peak, forming a huge vortex. Thaus' soul was pulled further and further away from the subspace, closer and closer to the psionic vortex.
"No! No! This is impossible! You actually! Ah! Ahhhhhh!!!! "Thaus' soul wailed miserably. For the first time, fear appeared on its face." No! No! No!!! "
The psionic storm sucked Thaus' dirty soul into the vortex. The white air waves burned its soul, and the dirty blood-red soul struggled desperately in the vortex.
"No! This is impossible! This is impossible!!! " The soul of the four-armed bull demon was completely crushed by Laing's psionic power. As the last of its soul turned into nothingness, the legendary invincible evil creature finally fell in front of Laing.
It was over. Laing reached out and grabbed the huge horns of the four-armed bull demon and cut off its head as a trophy. After that, he kept all the knight badges on Thaus' body. Laing finally allowed himself to feel the pain of the battle.
The pain of the body almost drowned his mind, but Laing knew that he must not faint at this time. So he climbed to the ice river and used ice water to wash his wounds. The cold feeling almost penetrated into his bones. After washing the wounds, Laing hastily wrapped his body with bandages, then leaned to the side and gasped for breath.
After the doomsday bull evolved into a four-armed bull demon, it was no longer a 'creature' to a certain extent, but a demon from the subspace.
Demons were very difficult to kill. People could defeat them again and again, and their condensed bodies could be destroyed. However, the essence of a demon was not a physical body. It was just a collection of negative energy in the subspace. Its essence was energy.
Usually, demons could not enter the main material world. Only when some creatures in the main material world were further corrupted, or under some special circumstances, would demons be able to enter the main material world through the Chaos Gate.
After the demon's body was destroyed, its soul would return to the subspace. After a long time, it would recover and recondense its body, waiting for the next opportunity to invade the main material world.
But Laing was different. He was his father's child. He might be the only one in the main material world who could completely crush the soul of a demon. The demons and undead creatures killed by him could no longer be resurrected. They were truly dead.
Laing leaned against a pine tree and gasped for breath. A shimmering coin fell beside him and attracted Laing's attention. Laing subconsciously reached out and touched it. Immediately, a coin with a sticker of the goddess of wealth and trade appeared in front of Laing's eyes.
A gold coin of a god! I'm rich this time! Goddess of luck above! Thank you for the good luck! Laing's eyes widened, and he could not help but grin.
The gold coin of a god was a common currency on the continent, officially issued by the Church of Wealth. Every gold coin had a little bit of the goddess of wealth's divine power. The reason why gold coins first appeared was because large amounts of gold denars were difficult to carry around. Merchants often traded tens of thousands of gold coins, which often formed a huge burden. It was inconvenient to transport and store them, so there were often sales disputes. So when the merchants came to the Church of Wealth and prayed to the goddess, the goddess of wealth created these gold coins.
A gold coin of a god could be exchanged for a thousand gold denars, but in reality, the value of a god's gold coin was much higher. This was because this coin had many uses, and was even a necessary material for some important spells and alchemy. So in reality, a gold coin of a god's gold coin could be exchanged for a thousand and two hundred gold denars. In some black markets, the price was even higher!
The heavily injured white wolf knight beamed with joy, as if the injuries on his body did not hurt as much.
This matter was still being discussed in the void.
"Beautiful!" Yurick finally laughed out loud. "Hahahaha! You see, I knew he would win. I will inform all the White Wolf Temples of what happened here, and let everyone in the world see what an excellent young man I have!"
After saying this, Yurick swaggered away.
Only the remaining figure looked at Laing's figure, and his eyes flashed. "I've seen that kind of energy before."
He remembered that before he fled to this world, he had encountered an endless army of demons in the subspace. They were fighting with a human who was covered in silver plate armor and emitting blue flames. The energy of that human was very similar to the human in front of him, but it was obviously not the same person. This was because that human was very tall, and his strength was shocking. He could chase and kill an entire army of demons by himself, and those demon princes who used to be insufferably arrogant actually fled in front of him.
"A horse, a red horse, with authority given to the one who rode it. He could take peace from the earth and make people kill each other. And a big sword was given to him. " The beautiful figure thought of the prophecy that he had obtained with all his divine power. "The Knight King's Kingdom will fall into the flames of war until it is completely destroyed."
"There is still a glimmer of hope. A gray horse will fight with it, and the rider will hold a sword, and the crown will be given to him. He will come out and win again and again to drive away the darkness. "
"… In any case, it is a waste to leave this young man under Yurick. Maybe I have to use some means …"
He did not tell Yurick that he was here not because of Laing, but because his knight happened to be passing by.
After panting for dozens of minutes, or a few hours, Laing finally stood up. He did not choose to go down the mountain rashly. Instead, he first went to the abandoned goods of the caravan, found some ham and pickles that they had thrown away, and started a fire to cook.
The sun gradually set in the west. His extraordinary physique and his father's genes gave him a considerable boost in abilities. Leon's fatigue and injuries gradually recovered. Although the wound on his shoulder still needed some time to heal, it was no longer a problem.
After eating the whole ham, Ryan took out another whole ham. This was originally the food that the caravan had prepared for more than ten days. This was a bargain for him. After cutting the whole ham, he took out an iron pot and began to cook soup.
Laing was not worried that the Orc tribe would attack him. With the head of Tavus, the Orcs were a disorderly mob. He only wanted to fill his stomach quickly and find a place to sleep. After fighting for two days, he was exhausted.
He thought about how he had spent a lot of time and effort chasing Berthef, but he had not gained anything. He wanted to increase his speed, but his hands were tied. Ever since he set off, he had fought many battles and suffered heavy casualties, but he did not gain much. He sighed deeply.
After obtaining his father's genes, he thought that he would be able to kill everyone and obtain a territory before the age of 20.
It had been eight years since he entered the battlefield at the age of 16. He had participated in countless battles and killed more than 2,000 Barbarians, Green Dwarfs, and Orcs. But he had only obtained the title of a Royal Knight. Though it was impressive that he had achieved so much as the adopted son of a noble, it was far from enough!
Ever since he came to this world, his father had told him a secret that could overturn this world.
According to his father's prophecy, this world would be destroyed in a few decades. At that time, the world would collapse, the mountains and rivers would shatter, and a terrifying storm of chaos would engulf the main material world. All the Gods would be forced to descend to the mortal world. The four Gods of Chaos would descend to the mortal world and deal the final blow to this world.
Even though the Humans resisted with all their might, the final moment arrived. The four Gods of Chaos would destroy this world.
"It's funny that I can't even take down a Fallen Hunter. How can I change the fate of this world?" Laing scoffed as he stirred the soup in the pot with a ladle. A Transmigrator could kill Gods and Buddhas, but that was just a novel.
"I have to continue working hard," Ryan said in his heart. He had to grasp the task that his father had given him. Only by completing his father's task as soon as possible, or at least completing a part of it, would his father be free to help him.
The sun was setting. The soup in the pot was boiling, and the potatoes on the pile of firewood were roasted.
At this time, a Knight riding an armored warhorse appeared from the mountainside. He was wearing a gorgeous kite helmet, with colorful feathers swaying in the cold wind. His body was covered in a full set of plate armor. He held a one-handed sword burning with white flames in his left hand, and a kite shield hung by his right leg.
He carried a large wooden box on his back, which was made up of many smaller boxes. His family emblem was painted on the armor — a vivid image of a leaping lion in the middle of a red and blue kite shield.
"May I know where you are from? Can you let me, a traveler, take a rest with you? " The Knight saw Laing from afar. He quickly confirmed that Laing was also a Knight by the war hammer next to him and the knight badge on his chest. "Have you just been through a battle? I have medicine here. Do you need help? "
"Where are you from, Knight?" Laing stood up and greeted the Knight out of politeness.
"I'm the Lady's Knight. I'm from Connet, Brittany. I've come here to search for the Holy Grail." The Knight gradually approached. He was about 30 years old, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a beautiful goatee. He was full of energy, and his eyes were shining. His armor was decorated with golden tassels and ribbons. He noticed the blood stains on Laing's body and the severe damage to his armor. In order to show that he meant no harm, he put away his one-handed sword and asked, "Are you hurt? Did you encounter a battle? "
"… You're strong!" Laing was about to reply, but when the Knight came closer, he gasped. The Knight's horse was dragging a large net that was filled with Orc skulls. There were at least 30 to 50 skulls.
"This is the skulls of the Doomsday Bull? Did you kill the Orc King? " The Knight noticed the huge Bull's head that Laing placed at the side and said, "It's not easy to kill the Orc King. Did you create the loud noise at the peak of the mountain?"
"That's right. It took me a lot of effort to get rid of this evil creature for the Master of the White Wolf." Although Ryan said that, his eyes were fixed on the Knight of Duty.
Indeed, from their previous conversation, he could confirm that the person in front of him was a Knight with a mission. He followed the Lake Fairy's oracle and left his kingdom for an expedition. He embarked on his own path to the Holy Grail.
If the moral integrity of the Knights of the Holy Grail was reassuring, then the standards of the Knights of the Mission were uneven. Some of them were comparable to the Knights of the Holy Grail, possessing all eight virtues. Some of them were only slightly better than those wandering Knights, and so on. It was common knowledge that those who could pass the trial, complete the mission of the Fairy of the Lake, and drink from the Holy Grail must be people of high moral integrity.
"That's a pity." The Knight shrugged his shoulders and sighed. "I wanted to offer the skulls of the Doomsday Bull to the Lady. It seems that I have to find the next valuable prey."
Hearing that, Clayon heaved a sigh of relief. At least for the first time, this knight was not bad at all. "Have a seat. You're a guest from afar. There's nothing more comfortable than drinking soup on a winter night. What do you think?"
"Haha, that's great. Thank you. By the way, Mr. White Wolf Knight, I haven't asked for your name yet." The Knight with a mission turned over and dismounted from his tall horse. Laing noticed that the horse was huge. Its teeth were neat and wide. Even though it was heavily armored, it was not tired at all. It was strolling leisurely in the middle of winter and the mountains. Its eyes were full of affection for the Knight with a mission … When its gaze shifted to Laing's stew, Laing could see the desire in its eyes.
It was an excellent warhorse, just like a man. This was no doubt a pure-blooded elven warhorse unique to Brittany. This precious warhorse was strictly prohibited from being exported in the Kingdom of the Knight King.
"My name is Laing, 'Sledgehammer' Laing. I'm the son of Norman, Lord of Ortney, the White Wolf Knight." Laing reached out his hand.
"It's you! My name is Laun, Laun Leo Cornwall. I'm the son of the Duke of Connet, 'The Upright' Louis. I'm now a Knight with a mission. "
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